Chapter 52: Talking about righteousness?

Jiang Cheng pushed his cart over and stopped five or six meters away from the several people.

The three of them turned deathly pale from fright, even the hands holding their weapons were trembling.

The middle-aged man they had blocked looked utterly bewildered, not understanding what was happening before him.

Why would this young man come over? Could he be trying to help me? But with him, our side only has two people, while the hooligans are three, and they all have weapons.

Until the next moment, a trembling voice sounded.

"You, what do you want to do?"

The middle-aged man gaped, turned his head, and looked at the person who had threatened him most severely before; his voice trembling nonstop, he said, "Didn't you say earlier that you wouldn't cause us trouble? You, you, you don't keep your word!"

"No, that's correct! We agreed then that you, you must keep your word!"

"If you, if you lay a hand on us, we'll tell others, tell others, so that from now on, nobody, nobody will have an easy time!"

The remaining two also chimed in, one sentence after another.

They looked even more frightened, their legs trembling.

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The middle-aged man began to doubt his life.

He felt that the young man not far off looked quite friendly, with a smile on his face, and he was pushing a three-wheeled cart, seeming to be a roasted sweet potato vendor.

When did these thugs who specialize in robbing vendors start being scared and setting up stalls as vendors themselves?

Has the world turned upside down? "Who said I came to cause you trouble?"

Jiang Cheng remained calm, "I'm a bit busy and wanted someone to help; running into you is just perfect."

Guo Ye and the two others exchanged a glance.

"What, what kind of help?!"

Jiang Cheng didn't answer right away, but looked at the middle-aged man and said, "You have nothing to do here; you can leave first."

The middle-aged man stared, his eyes wide, as if he couldn't believe such good fortune.

The next moment, he realized and began to back up.

The two little thugs looked at Guo Ye, as if asking, "Are we really going to let the duck we've caught fly away just like that?"

Guo Ye gave the two a look, presumably telling them to hurry and stop that person.

As a result, the two hastily averted their gazes.

What a joke—if they actually went to stop him, they'd be asking for a beating. In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man had retreated ten or so meters, bowing and thanking Jiang Cheng before walking away.

Guo Ye was furious.

The duck in hand still flew away.

Besides, after this delay, they wouldn't gain anything in the time to come.

"Let's go!"

He threw down those words and turned to leave.

The two lackeys hesitated, remembering what Jiang Cheng had said earlier.

"You can go, but from now on, every time I run into you, I'll beat you up." Jiang Cheng's voice came from behind.

Guo Ye stopped in his tracks, grinding his teeth in anger.

He snapped his head back, shouting angrily, "Kid, you're going too far! Do you really think we dare not do anything to you?"

"Then go ahead and attack."

Jiang Cheng looked at him with a smile.

"You!"

Guo Ye seemed to have his throat choked, and he fell silent instantly.

After a moment, he lifted his head and said indignantly, "That's right, the three of us really aren't your match, but what if there were a dozen or so? Just like a few days ago, are you sure you alone can take on a dozen of us?"

Jiang Cheng pulled something from his pocket and tossed it over.

Guo Ye instinctively caught it, took a close look, and was instantly startled.

"What is this?"

He glanced at it twice, then raised his head to look at Jiang Cheng; his hands were shaking and his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Are you a senior member of the Flying Eagle Martial Arts Hall?"

"Otherwise?"

Jiang Cheng countered.

"Want to find a dozen or so more people to give me a lesson?"

"Brother Jiang, you're joking." Guo Ye's posture instantly slumped, putting on a fawning smile, "It's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding—how could we possibly have the gloat to scheme against you?"

"Yeah, yeah, Brother Jiang, you're magnanimous— a minister's belly can hold a boat—just let us off with a fart."

"We guarantee, guarantee that the next time we see Brother Jiang we'll scramble away immediately."

The three of them spoke, each chiming in.

They didn't dare mention any prior agreement.

In their hearts, they unanimously cursed Liu Yang's ancestors eighteen generations over.

Damn it, you dare to scheme against the Martial Arts Hall people? Do you even know how to write the word "death"?

When those Martial Arts Hall people get ruthless, even the Wild Wolf Gang has to give them three points of respect!

The three were so nervous they couldn't even see the date clearly, let alone think it over.

"Fine then."

Jiang Cheng hooked his finger, indicating that the other side should return the card.

Guo Ye hesitated a moment, then gritted his teeth and walked over, presenting the card with both hands.

Actually, even if they were just members, even Senior Members, they wouldn't have this attitude.

It's mainly because of Jiang Cheng's past actions that made them fearful, and the fact that they're members of the Martial Arts Hall makes them even more scared.

Jiang Cheng took the card, placed it properly, and said, "Do me a small favor; I can treat the previous unpleasantness as if it never happened."

"Brother Jiang, please speak. As long as it's within our power, we'll do our utmost," Guo Ye hurriedly replied.

"Where do those three guys of Liu Yang live? You should know, right?"

When the words fell, Guo Ye and the two others were all taken aback.

Immediately, a thud sounded in their hearts.

Crap, this person must be looking to settle scores with Liu Yang's group, right? It makes sense, after all Liu Yang was the mastermind.

They were also set up back then, almost causing a big trouble.

But everyone is just hanging out here; betraying a friend, once it spreads, sounds terrible.

"Don't know?"

Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Actually, we really aren't sure about that."

Guo Ye scratched his head.

The two underlings were startled, then immediately echoed in agreement.

"Is that so?"

Jiang Cheng sneered, "Then how did he originally find you? Don't tell me you met him by chance on the street."

Guo Ye was instantly at a loss for words.

In the end, he could only give a wry smile and say, "Brother Jiang, it's not that we refuse to speak, but in our line of work we value the concept of righteousness; anyone who breaks the rules will be looked down upon by others."

"Yes, indeed."

The two underlings also echoed repeatedly.

Jiang Cheng heard that and felt deep contempt for these guys.

"Loyalty?"

"You think you're worthy of speaking of loyalty? 'Fine.'"

Jiang Cheng gave a slight nod, his gaze Sweep over the three, "Since you speak so much of loyalty, I won't make things difficult for you. Let's settle the debt from a few days ago. You don't honestly think that by blocking my affair you can just walk away, do you?"

Guo Ye and the two others' faces changed dramatically at once.

A sudden urge to bolt and run surged.

But recalling Jiang Cheng's words, if they dared to run, they'd be beaten each time they were seen, so they hesitated.

Jiang Cheng is formidable and a member of the Martial Arts Hall; they can't afford to offend him. If the former is set on trouble, the three will have nothing left to do, obediently waiting to be driven out by the Wild Wolf Gang for lack of money.

After all, not every thug values loyalty; if Jiang Cheng finds them, exposing their address isn't impossible.

"Enough."

Guo Ye gritted his teeth; as the saying goes, "A dead Daoist friend is not a dead poor Daoist."

Moreover, this matter is the sin Liu Yang created; there's no reason for me to bear the consequences.

(End of chapter)